The Witch

I was sitting on a branch and I was very bored then I decided to go to the beach.

I ran inside and poached some eggs for lunch and ate them. then I went to the porch

And grabbed my dog fetch, then I saw a little witch sanding on my porch drawing a

Sketch. then I saw some mulch come out of the witches hair and then I reached fetches

Lead and went to the beach. awkwardly the little witch followed me and she had money in her hand I think she was rich. then I let out a horrible screech. later I arrived at the beach. then I went and tied up my dog around a pole and layered my sticky sandy beach towel on the warm soft squishy sand. and the witch did the same except she didn't tie

A dog up instead, she put her sturdy canvas in front of her, bashed a stack of A4 paper on it and took off her clothes to sunbake. I sat on my towel and looked at fetch wondering what to do next. then I saw a piece of mulch fly out of the witches hair, and I started to build a sandcastle. the witch stared at me weirdly as I started to build up some sand but I didn't really care. Then the witch started to build a sand Castle as well. I stared at her weirdly but she didn't care. After a while of building, the witch looked up to the sky and bit her fingernail. I looked at her and she looked at me then she turned her head back and I turned my head back. And I said who are you?

Then suddenly she started to sketch on her canvas, she grabbed a big pencil case of all these shaded grey led's light, dark, middle, an inch of middle, inch back middle, HB, and one even said I love my mum in green writing. I looked at her veiny hand wondering which one she was going to pick. After an hour or so she carefully grabbed the "I love my mum" grey led and started to sketch. what seemed at first

A sea serpent lying down on a rock balancing a turtle on its nose ( not that it even had a nose ) then I released what she was sketching...... a turtle ( not that there were any turtles on the beach ) then I looked up and saw that it was night.... well nearly night and there was nothing on the beach except us and a couple of coke bottles. then I start to realise it was snowing and I was really, really cold. I wrapped my sticky towel around my shoulders and crouched down to fiddle with my toes. Then the witch put her pencil case back and folded up her turtle picture neatly in her bag ( not that there was a reason for it because her Picture was wet and covered with ice and snow ) then I watched her pick up her frozen towel and looked at my towel to see if it was frozen. the answer was ..... yes then I watched her pick up her frozen canvas and realised that my dog fetch was standing there the whole time so I looked back to see if he was frozen. and the answer was ..... yes no witch means he was nearly frozen, so I unwrapped my towel and put it on fetch he cuddled down as I watched the witch finally leave. She danced away into the cold night air. then I saw a few empty beer bottles in the spot she was in ..... huh no wonder then I could make out that she was dancing to a big centre that said ..... night club for people that Stalk others and then I thought maybe I should follow her. I unleashed fetch and grabbed the towel then I walked off. I could see that she had just entered when I tripped over what looked like a big iceberg and scurried up again. Then I reached the doors to the night club, I crept inside and saw the peaceful sight of witches sketching and stalking it was funny because each witch was either sketching or stalking. All the witches looked the same exempted one who was standing on the middle table dancing her way off to heaven and I wondered if that was the witch

Who followed me around. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes an turned to hours as I watch each witch gradually walk up to the table and start to make dance routines with another to be fair it was quite entertaining then I released a small stall on the right that said

Cakes beers and chocolate eggshells I screwed up my face as I slowly walked to the stall the witch said hi I said are you a sketcher or a stalker the witch said I'm a sailor